Affection

Life is full of surprises. Things change in the blink of an eye. Everyone and everything has changed. Years back I had made myself very rigid and arrogant towards what we generally call is affection. I have always been scared of this term. Being that fearless woman who doesn’t care about the world has come to me naturally. All I have cared about is myself, my family, my success, my image but right now I am caring about someone whom I haven’t seen in ages. Someone who just came and left with so many things behind. This someone is affection.

My dictionary of affection always showed me that affection is my knight in shinning armor, affection will caress me like a kid, affection will tell me bed time stories and affection will get me gifts. But affection seemed childish this way.

Affection is not my knight in shinning armor but affection wants me to meet his family. Affection does not caress me like a kid but affection holds me like a man. Affection does not tell me bed time stories but affection wakes me up with a kiss. Affection does not gift me anything but considers me a gift. This affection seems mature to me.